NeighborhoodWatch

Neighborhood Watch (Explicit) - NLE Choppa

Lyrics by：Bryson Potts/Kodarius R. Johnson

It ain't what I thought it would be

I told them n***as stop talkin' to me

Do walk-ups

And then we stand over him and knock his top off

Knock his top off knock his block off

Ayy

Stand over him and knock his top off

They know how we comin' they know we spinnin'

They know how this s**t get

On Grape check the news

Ayy ayy ayy

B***h I'm rollin' an opp and I'm sippin' on Wock'

And she givin' me top while I'm clutchin' the Glock

AR chop

Didn't have a good look at him but a n***a still took that shot

Put one in the head

I smacked him with the pistol left his forehead with a knot

Ride for my dawgs like bike pegs

Try to run then both legs get shot

Stretch me a 'bow and then stretch me a ho

And then stretch me a opp right at the show

Few n***as came around me got popped

Them n***as wasn't alright with the GOAT

Purple rags on the boat with my ho

Few b***hes pullin' up for the loads

Exotic boat it can go for the low

I told him three racks for this smoke

Glock in his face I'ma see where his savage at

Shootin' at who B***h you know we ain't havin' that

Shot at the opp made that b***h hit the cabbage patch

Gave him a vowel his clip started emptyin'

I'm in Sin City I'm sinnin' with Silla

We flippin' them b***hes just me and my killers

Mama and daughter they facin' the pillows

She suckin' my d**k while she callin' her n***a

Gave him twenty but he did it for free

Better come correct you comin' for me

We droppin' bodies every day of the week

DOA cold case deceased

Heard that diss but we gon' see

Leave no evidence OCD

I'ma get caught if the camera see me

'Cause I'm bare face no mask when me meet

Got the neighborhood watch on the corner

Got the neighborhood smokin' m*******a

I got the neighborhood watchin' for the Dada

But little do they know that I'm the one that's gunnin'

On the low I'm the one that be causin' violence

I be silent on it but I keep on smilin'

What they don't know is that lil' n***a got bodies

Any problem he gon' solve it with that rocket

Ayy high as a b***h I ain't know where to land

So I landed in coochie with her and her friend

Wanted a Birkin I gave her a Gucci instead

Brodie he went out and caught him a body

He told me he need him a Xan' man

Retaliation that's a must

You bust at us then you know you a dead man